Kang Chan focused on nothing but his target.0

What if he got shot? What if there were a lot of enemies waiting for him inside the building?0

Worrying his brains out wouldn’t change anything anyway. Their enemies wouldn’t withdraw either.0

Haah. Haah.0

The building was about sixty meters away from them.0

The moment Kang Chan started running, everything he experienced in every battle he fought began replaying in his mind.0

Jang Kwang-Taek, you son of a bitch.0

You killed Choi Seong-Geon and tried to kill Kang Dae-Kyung and Yoo Hye-Sook. You’ve bullshitted your way out far too many times now. It’s time you face the consequences of your actions.0

Kang Chan glanced at the top of the watchtower.0

One, two!0

Whoosh!0

Haah. Haah.0

Damn it! This day just keeps making me run even when I don’t want to!0

Jang Kwang-Taek felt uncomfortable even though he was already sitting at his desk. It was as if uneasiness and anxiety were sitting on his shoulders and squeezing his head.0

‘Am I getting old? Am I really worried about one South Korean punk?’ Jang Kwang-Taek frowned...0